My mind is like an ocean
with the saints all tracking in
And every where I look
I see the people that I've been
It's a crazy situation
But it sure ain't nothing new
And I guess maybe I'll get hung up on you
Well Jesus Christ he came and went
He weren't much use to me
Politics it stole my soul
and then it took my teeth
I've clung to all the wrong things
But I've finally made it through
And I think I just might get hung up on you
Not saying you're the novel
That kind of came and went
Not saying your the letters
to my congressman I sent
But even compulsives such as me
Can make a good choice eventually
Well I hitched all down the east coast
For what I still don't know
I've planned and dreamed of get-rich schemes
But only got broke slow
I've clung to all the wrong things
But I've finally made it through
And I think I just might get hung up on you
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